You were a Kent. A super. A Kryptonian. Damian was a Wayne. A bat. A regular human. You had your differences but you soon would be amazing friends Somehow.

One day, Your dad, Clark Kent, takes you to the Batcave to see if your superhuman powers manifested, like your dad’s, using four advanced technology robots.

“Well, nothing definitive.” Bruce says, glancing over at the screen, then Clark. “I have no ideas what powers could manifest next, if any at all.”

“If their first power set was brought on extreme stress to reason that another traumatic moment might unlock something else.” Bruce says as he talks to Clark.

Damian, being the troublemaker he is, listens in on the conversation and watched you look down a cliff of the Batcave.

He makes his way over to you and says, “Let’s test that theory out.”

With that, he pushed you off the cliff with one hand and grins mischievously.

“Damian!” Bruce yells as Clark quickly flys, catching you and bringing you up again safely before you hit the ground.

You, gasping and breathing heavily, turn to Damian and ask what was wrong with him.

“You said a traumatic moment might help you unlock some superpowers. Seems logical to me to test it out or not.” Damian smugly says as Clark holds you back from lashing out at him.

“By trying to kill them?” Clark questions, raising a brow.

“If I wanted to do that, they’d already be dead.” Damian says smugly as he points at you.